In this enchanting narrative, experience a day that stretches endlessly without her presence, prompting gestures of love in the form of heartfelt poems. The protagonist expresses emotions that resonate with every romantic soul, unraveling the depths of love and the meaning it brings to life. “Stranger from the Internet” isn’t just a story; it’s a collection of quotes and poems that will captivate the hearts of young readers.

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“A day without her is terribly long and goes by very slowly. I thought about what would make her even more happy. She loves when she can read my poems, so I thought I would write her a poem. I enter into your soul. I promise you eternal love. I didn’t know what the word love meant until I found out that it means giving love to you.”

Listen to #audiobook online: Lujza Palffyova: Stranger from the Internet

“Our message should have been written, and our love should have been sent…”

In this gripping story, time becomes more than just a measure; it becomes the axis around which events revolve. Join the protagonist as she discovers an unexpected friendship, one that transforms into a source of laughter, protection, and a bond that defies the ordinary. Meet her personal bodyguard, a unique character who enters her life by chance yet proves to be the friend she has been patiently awaiting.

“Eyes Only for Him” is a celebration of the moments we cherish, the laughter that slows down time, and the profound connections that shape our lives. Get ready for an audio adventure that will leave you captivated, inspired, and eager for more.

Listen to #audiobook online: Lujza Palffyova: Eyes Only for Him

“I have never seen him, but it does not take eyes to make friends.”

Na druhej strane pri kamennom moste stál zamyslený maliar. Slnko mu osvetľovalo tvár a modré oči žiarili ako oceán. Hľadel do svojho obrazu a robil jemné ťahy starým ošúchaným štetcom. Jeho paleta plná farieb pripomínala dúhu, no popri tom sa do seba žiadne farby nezlievali. Maliar bol obyčajný, jednoduchý, a predsa mal v sebe kúzlo. Dievča so záujmom pozorovalo každý jeho pohyb. Keď slnečnú oblohu náhle, vystriedali oblaky a dážď pokreslil chodník svojimi kvapkami, vybrala sa domov. No maliar jej pripomínal každú jednu vec, či osobu, na ktorú sa pozrela. Nedokázala na neho zabudnúť…

Keď o pár dní prišla opäť na svoje obľúbené miesto, na moste bolo mnoho tvárí, ale ona hľadala v dave len jedinú.  Chýbal jej pohľad na to, ako jemne mieša farby na palete a ako ich nanáša na veľké plátno na drevenom stojane. Obzrela sa na rieku, na pokojnej hladine zazrela padať prvé dažďové kvapky.  Už-už chcela odísť, keď na zemi uvidela malý zmáčaný kúsok papiera so zbytkami farby, na ktorom bola adresa. Kráčala ulicou a na každom dome hľadala dané číslo. Balerínky ju priviedli až k starému domu s červenými okenicami a záhradou plnou kvetín. Opatrne zaklopala na dvere. Nikto sa  neozýval, napriek tomu vkročila nesmelo dnu. Prešla do veľkej priestrannej miestnosti, ktorú zdobili farebné obrazy. Každý jeden obraz bol iný, ale predsa mali jednu spoločnú vec. Na všetkých obrazoch bola jedna osoba. Ako si prezerala obrazy, vo dverách sa zjavil maliar a usmial sa na ňu hrejivým úsmevom. Keď si uvedomila, kto na obrazoch bol, zahrialo ju pri srdci…

Každý jeden moment, ktorý sedela na lavičke a vychutnávala si prvé alebo posledné lúče dňa, bol zachytený v tejto miestnosti už navždy. Maliar si ju k sebe zobral bližšie a pošepol jej: ,,Vždy som vedel, že moja pravá láska, bude pochádzať z obrazu…“

Poviedka napísaná a zaslaná do súťaže: 321 slov – literárne šortky poslucháčov Rádia Slovensko
Poviedka zverejnená na webstránke: 14. decembra 2023

               Je šťastná, zamilovaná, niekedy až príliš sníva. Zabúda sa pozerať pod nohy, keď kráča, hlavu má vysoko v oblakoch, na nič iné nemyslí. No asi nemyslela až príliš. Popritom zabudla na realitu, na vlastné problémy, každodenné dilemy. Zabudla aj, že aj čas uteká, stratila sa medzi láskou a prítomnosťou. Už ani doma toľko času netrávila, stále bola iba s ním, zabudla na rodinu, priateľov, na trápenia i úspechy. Zabudla, že jediným trápením bol vlastne on. Ona si len po celý čas nahovárala: ,,Veď som len zamilovaná. Však čo sa môže stať?“ A predsa sa stalo. Na veľa vecí s ním zabudla, no teraz nezabudla, že on zabudol na ňu. Nevie o ňom nič, ani čo robí, ako sa má, koniec koncov, nevie ani, kde teraz je. Teraz sa pod nohy pozerá až príliš, lebo ak by zakopla, spadla by. A na zemi by sa rozbila ako porcelánová bábika. Aha, však ledva drží pokope… Úsmevu a lásky nikde. Kamže sa len podeli? V mysli ticho, v duši prázdno, takto tam už nebolo dávno. Vždy tam hrala lásky pieseň, no zrazu je tam kúsok smútku pleseň. Ticho v uliciach, vtáky hlasivky stratili, všade mĺkvo, chvíľa stojí, plameň lásky onedlho úplne zhorí. Doma v izbe každú chvíľku zavretá sedí, premýšľa, nad srdcom zlomeným sa zamýšľa. Von z okna pozerá na rovnaké kríky, kvetov je tam čoraz menej, no v jej srdci prekrikujú sa čoraz hlasnejšie kriky. Čo spravila zle? Asi sa príliš zamilovala. Bola v tom až po uši, srdce bláznivo búši, smútok lásku ruší, mohla to tušiť.  Zostala tu sama.

              Dnes u doktora sedí, hlavu v dlaniach drží, lásku v tele viac necítiť, asi ju nechala v srdci až moc precítiť. Doktor rady si s ňou nevie, nevie ako jej poradiť, aj príčinu smútku ťažko je odhaliť. V ambulancii vládne ticho, dievča iba stoná clivo. A doktor iba hĺbavo dume. Na liek vhodný náročné je prísť. Zjazvená duša, zlomené srdce, myseľ bez myšlienok. Zrazu vstane, len tak odíde… bez slova. Veď za slová sa aj tak neschová. Odíde, ani sa neobzrie a náhle neznámeho známe oči zazrie. Obzrie sa, ten pohľad pozná, aj keď meno neznámeho nepozná. Už ho párkrát zazrela, v parku, pre pár dňami, no potichu ho obišla. Ona vtedy smutne chodila, hlava dole, uprená na chodidlá. No preňho bola aj tak odlišná. Dlho na ňu v ten deň myslel, i hľadať ju, na okamih si zmyslel, no aký by to malo zmysel?

               A teraz do očí jeden druhému si hľadia, duše navzájom ticho si hladia. Avšak obaja sa trochu hanbia, no pozrite ako k sebe ladia. Konečne sa našli…

,,Zlomené srdce nie je treba liečiť, potrebuje len niekoho, kto ho bude milovať také aké je.“
~ neznámy autor

“Emily!”

Epilogue

Emily

“RILEY?!” I thought.

And I assumed that today’s event would be quite ordinary.

“You’re here! Where were you wanderer?!”

I clutched him tightly in my arms, and he showed me the image in my mind, his journeys from Birmingham to me.

“Emily! Forgive me for running away. I know what you’ve been through without me, I’ll never do it again. Forgive me I beg.”

He licked my face.

“What happened, happened. You will not change the past… chiefly… that you’re here.!”

“Now I have to go to school, but in the afternoon you will tell me everything in detail.

Mom and Dad hugged joyfully that our family was finally together, and Emily once again has a smile on her face. Riley and I have lived and endured a lot of things. It was a difficult time when he wasn’t with me. Life without him seemed cold to me. It’s like I’m a piece of ice that only melts in the right hands. In Riley’s case – paws. Today we both learned something. There is no reason to be afraid. If something is to happen, it happens. With the right person, in my case a dog being, in the right place and at the right time. We found that friends are not separated by distance or time, but by when they stop believing in each other.

° ° °

School.

Let it be over.

On the way home from school, I couldn’t wait for the mysterious thought conversations with Riley.

We sat down on the roof of our house, where Riley gradually “showed” me images of his harrowing journey home and the reason for his disappearance. I just shook my head that he had survived all this because he could be seduced by the smell of meat, but what a wonder, Riley is in her podstate first of all a dog and the smell of tasty meat, that’s his.

Then he whispered something to me that I was thinking about: “Emily, you believed in yourself, you believed in us. You’ve been through a lot and you’re going to survive everything that’s to come. You are a great fighter!”

“Riley, from now on we experience everything together…”

I have never seen him, but it does not take eyes to make friends.

Translated by artificial intelligence from original: Lujza Palffyova -Oči iba pre neho

Thinking about something that may never even be confirmed is tricky, but sometimes you just need to think and not come up with anything special. Reflecting and looking for insightful answers is nutritious for a teenage brain.

I would have a perfect answer to one question. Was he on earth day or night? If it were night, people would be afraid of darkness throughout their lives. This is variant b but I personally like variant a. If there were a day on Earth first, we would see it as a sign that a bright and bright future awaits us. But on the other hand, without darkness, we would never see the stars.

I pulled myself together and the dream I had dreamed was a thing of the past. At the end of each dream, Riley appears to me. I don’t see him in my dreams because I’ve never actually seen him, but my idea of him is beautiful.

Someone would imagine the image of a dog, but I imagine the image of a dog being that I care about and will return my love…

I like such dreams the most. Since Riley left, I have two lanterns hanging over my bed as a sign that my hope will come true. I know it’s there somewhere, but I don’t know where. The police say that the dogs are getting lost and they are not addressing this. But she tried for a maximum of two days within a radius of two kilometers, and that was in vain. It’s been a week since Riley’s unexpected departure. I stood up and opened the door.

Mike helped his mom at breakfast and muttered about what kind of birthday party he wanted to have and who he wanted to invite.

“Johnny, Carol, Damon, George and Ricky will come. Oh, Patrick with Tarry, and also Freddie with sister June, Paige should have someone to play with. Do you think our house is big enough for them, mom?” he spewed out names one after another.

“You can’t invite so many. Four friends are enough for you. After all, you haven’t even looked at George and Carl for over three months.”

 “Mom! Aren’t you serious?! But I have to have the biggest celebration. Peter invited up to fifteen friends. Even those he doesn’t know!”

“Look, ask Emily here to help us with the celebration, so you can bring five friends. Can it be?”

“But Paige doesn’t count, does it?”, he asked, listening to his mother’s argument for this now.

‘And what is air?”

“Oh my god, mom. Okay five buddies, but I don’t count myself among them, do I?”

“What is the important thing you’re talking about here?”, I said for a change.

‘About the problem like an elephant!” he shouted, angrily walking up the stairs with a thud. Today was supposed to be a relaxing day at last. But it only came out of a very busy morning. Horror. After breakfast, I missed the bus to school. At school, I excused myself to an embarrassing excuse where the teacher was just amused.

“Emily, you’re not serious!'” shouted Vivien as I told her of that fancy morning embarrassment.

“Nothing but C hameleon ran away from my brother’s cage and I searched for him around the house I couldn’t think of,” I explained, and the water ran over her, quenching her thirst, which flew through her nose a moment later.

“If only you had said that you had a bus. What actually happened? “

“Yes, it would be more believable, but that’s okay, the teacher wouldn’t believe me anyway. “

“Okay. I accept. It’s eye-catching. “

We walked to the dining room for lunch. The day passed quickly. Like any other, of course. I had a good conversation with Vivien. She once mentioned an incident in Dinoprak, then joked about an experience at an Ed Sheeren concert, and now she’s just gossiping about Steve Dawlling’s unusual project.

“I also have it on video. If you saw it! It is clear that when she chose the theme of the volcano, there will be several authentic eruptions in the class, but I did not expect this in my life. It exploded according to her plan, until the explosion was directed at Miss Jobs. With a roar, she slammed the door and now apparently continues to roar at Director Ross. Poor girl. She didn’t even plan it that way, as she did. But I have the feeling that someone did it to her on purpose. After all, soda with vinegar up to a meter thirty does not splash out. Whether? “

After a long pause, I concluded that the answer was just around the corner.

I shook my head and replied in a daze: “Someone must have done this to her on purpose. Steve didn’t do anything to anyone. She is nice and likes to make friends. From what I heard, she hasn’t had a problem with anyone yet, and I already know who it was. Come on, our answer is just around the corner.

I had a few ideas as if the person standing around the corner of the dining room could do this, but none of them matched reality.

,,… that really was you, Susain???….”

,,… and they didn’t come to you???

,,… you’re good… “

“Why did you do that to her? ” I spoke, but she ignored me as usual.

“And do you see where I stand? “

Hey! You could have forgiven yourself for that comment,” Vivien glared at her.

“So what, Hudson? You plan to tell the teacher. Dawling deserved it because she sneaked around Timmi. She shouldn’t have done it and will never do it again and she will be fired. The school is tough and does not tolerate such outbursts here. And if they don’t throw her out, she won’t come close to him anymore. I say, she deserved it. I ordered Grece. “

Wait. Grece in this goes with you? Did you like to conspire with her? “

“Yes, they conspired. Steve sneaks around at the wrong time in the wrong place. I am not to blame for this. And on top of that, Hudson, I’m getting out of my way, because with your behavior and getting into me, it doesn’t end the best with your dog. He still owes me a torn expensive skirt here! Don’t let your dog even get in my way. “

“Fine! As you wish, let it be yours, but leave Riley out of it…”

“Did you miss what? He ran away because you couldn’t see where you were going what? Good thing that at least one annoying insect has run away does not bother me here. Get out of my way, because I won’t be so tolerant anymore! And when it gets tough, I’ll be the last to laugh at your failure, Hudson! Grace, here we go! “

“And to make it clear Susain, let’s see who will laugh last! ” said Vivien, and I wrinkled my eyebrows.

“Let him go. She is not worth it to me. Do you think she saw herself in the mirror in the morning? I don’t know who the biting and annoying insects are now? “

“How can you take it so easily. You’ve always had a hard time enduring the departures of loved ones and Riley’s probably the worst, so why don’t you mind? “

“I know Riley is alive. I have no proof of this and I have no idea where he may be, but I know one thing or no one will stop me from loving him until I have proof that I will not see him again. Two lanterns shine in my room as a symbol of hope… He is more than just a dog and more than just a friend, a being who has an indescribable feeling for me. We are like two halves that cannot exist without each other, and this is the bond that I cannot explain in one word. Simply… I know that… somewhere else is and thinking of me… for our first meeting… first sleepover… and… ” I already had tears in my eyes not only myself, but also Vivien.

Of course, I can’t tell her about our first bump in his and my head. She would probably think I belonged somewhere in psychiatry or something. I had to come up with something…

“And his first affectionate haggling, as if we understood each other,” I didn’t lie, I just colored the truth a little.

“Emily, you talk about him as a person. I have never heard this from anyone, not even my aunt, who is an unbearable dog handler. Wow! I already understand why you have not moved a step away from each other. “

“I’m sorry. I would still talk, but I already have chemistry to do, so… hello for now. “

“Hey Emily,” she greeted and I escorted her to the gym. I went up the stairs and settled in the lab to the right of the window.

° ° °

Only half an hour left. I thought to myself, it didn’t work. When the school bell finally rang at half past three announcing the children fly home, today’s program is exhausted… I jumped up, grabbed my bag and walked over to the bus stop. The bus was delayed as always. At barely three o’clock I got home and was rolled onto the bed where I fell asleep.

Tedious afternoon!

° ° °

“Get up! ” shouted a voice at my bedside.

“And to you already… entirely… skipped? ” I yelled at Mike and almost inadvertently glued one to him. I shook my hand a little from the fright. UPS! It was not Mike who grabbed it, but the frame with photos, which spilled on the ground into a thousand unloadable pieces. Mike was in a good mood and spread it to those around him in the form of jokes, funny stories, and hilarious, somewhat biting remarks to individual members of our family.

Funny early evening!

° ° °

After dinner, I worked out a project in English and an example from physics. Fortunately, physics and chemistry are only in the first year. After completing both unbearably boring activities, I concluded: a boring evening. The day developed diversely, feeling downhill: a fun morning, a very interesting lunch, a tiring afternoon, a funny evening and a boring evening!

° ° °

I’ve got it!

After all parts of the day projected through my head as one magical axis of events, I realized that the life I live is like a written exam at school. Many fail in it because they try to write off from others, they do not realize that each of them has a different assignment, some are super successful because they have prepared conscientiously, others are lucky, and some are smart and know something and guess something correctly. After this judgment, I thought deeper and deeper.

It’s crazy what I want to do right now! I sat down at my desk at my computer. Some would say that I practically can’t see the computer, but I also have my gadgets on the computer.

Braille writing.

Tramtadadá!

I started writing:

Don’t forget, Riley, wherever you are I am there with you. The past is the master of you, it is not possible to change, but the future is the master of you, that preaching even the impossible, she will worship you to the ground… You can do it… I love you very much.

 Emily

° ° °

I’m trying to put my life together, but I can’t find adhesive tape anywhere… What would make me so strong for now?!…. I decided to put my adventures with Riley in writing. My fingers were running on the keyboard and I was typing, just as I had experienced it all with my dog friend… I fell asleep on the keyboard, and in the morning Mike laughed at me extremely for it. Letters and dots lined my cheek.

Emily!? How did you sit at the computer all night? Mom! And you accuse me ofplaying whole nights of the game. That Emily here is a gambler!”

“I didn’t play games! Ehm… I was writing a homemade one from biola.”

‘You’re!”

“I’m in a hurry to go to school… Hey there! “

I slammed the door and thoughtfully repeated questions from history… Charles VI, Habsburgs, Joseph II, footsteps, voice and barking? The keys fell to the ground and tears poured down my cheeks. I haven’t seen him, but the thoughts speak for themselves! Riley?!

Translated by artificial intelligence from original: Lujza Palffyova -Oči iba pre neho

Chapter 23: Phenomenon

I shuddered when something burning dripped onto my leg. I was lying somewhere by the fire when I felt a human hand stroking my back. I felt a burning pain, whined and whined. Human grace has always seemed strange and kind to me, and especially today. I needed her as Emily. I felt that he was somehow suffering and it still bothered me. The memory of her warmed me and also cooled me down. She cooled down because I couldn’t feel her presence. It was just a kind of desire to have it with me. A delusion that is supposed to try to confuse me out of the way and shows me only dark memories. I felt that he was thinking of me. Although he is miles away from me. I feel that we are so far away and at the same time so close. It’s a strange feeling. Really weird.

I fell asleep, but differently than I’m used to. The pain was dulled by the bitter pill that was given to me. The pain suddenly went silent. I woke up and a strange woman in a bear-like fur vest was leaning over me. So, it’s over. Now he will eat me, and then he will walk around the world in my skin, and that will be the end of my message on Earth.

The strange woman looked menacing, but her heart was as I soon discovered very good.

“Hello dog,” she greeted me.

I did not know her. I crooked my nose, and then smelled the smell of sausages.

“Riley stop. Forget! You’ve already got into the mash once. Don’t even think about that sausage,” I told myself.

“Have it,” she offered me a sausage, but I pushed my head away as a “I don’t want” gesture. Obedient auntie, I laughed, and she preferred not to bother me with food anymore. I stayed with that lovely lady for three more nights before my paw recovered. She went for walks with me, I chased butterflies, then I chased a frightened flock of her strange sheep and made friends with a domestic cow – even though she was still just mumbling and complaining about what a bitten dog I was.

“I’d love to keep you, but I’m sure you belong to someone,” epla asI was leaving for a long way to go to Emily.

“Thank you for the care of Tarisa,” I thought in my mind, and she stroked my ear. I licked her and already ran to find my second part – Emily – without which I cannot exist.

° ° °

I ran I don’t even know where. I felt like an astronaut wandering through space. There are obstacles everywhere that stand in my way like meteorites. I… I am like an astronaut without my rocket. I was eager to look at something unusual, but my rocket ran away. She couldn’t see the road without me and she wouldn’t find the right path without me. Someone has to drive it. He must command her and tell her what to do. But she misses this being. The space rocket was running away from me and I had no chance of catching it. She was hiding here and there. Life has assigned her too much, but I am the one who will make up for it all. I’m already on the road Emily! I ran for a long time. The bends led me I don’t even know where. The road was absolutely abnormally winding and tangled. I walked fourteen hours and twelve minutes. A few people who looked at me mercilessly ran under my path. It was late at night when I was hanging out under a dried-up tree at the end of Bovington Village. There was a three-digit number on the road board, and I judged that London was still a long way from here and I still had a long way to go home. But I’ll give it.

Translated by artificial intelligence from original: Lujza Palffyova -Oči iba pre neho

Chapter 22: Lanterns

Again? ” I asked my mom, completely not understanding what was going on.

“How come Riley isn’t in the car? “

I started yawning because my nerves were already running out and I was already in tears. She is terrified of the idea that Riley has evaporated somewhere. It was a really bad joke, and I was confused that at that moment I wouldn’t remember my own name. I was still in the position that he would appear somewhere from the corner of the next street with chicken in his muzzle, and then a smudge would rub against my leg.

When we got home, mom printed out Riley’s photos and had pictures printed with the inscription: Looking for a dog. It is a golden retriever and has a green collar. Under his photo, she also put the phone number and address of our place of residence in case anyone saw him. I sat down at the window and wondered how hard a day was without Riley. I have no one to catch up with and no one gives me stinging remarks, no one talks to me just in thoughts. And the worst part is that no one from this house feels the way I feel now. Usually my assistant professor was Riley, but now I have to do it myself. Loneliness does not bother me, it bothers me when I do not feel confident that someone is standing by me, someone who understands me like no one else. I can be alone in the house, it’s worse when I’m alone in my new world and, moreover, without Riley. I wiped a tear from my cheek with my hand. And then someone called. It subsided, but after a minute again.

“Emily… Em… i… Ly… ! “ an unfamiliar voice shouted at me.

Ben? Hugo? ” I asked in surprise, and I jumped off my chair and opened the door. I ran down the stairs like a whirlwind and someone was scratching.

“Emily, hello! Where is Riley, I can’t find her anywhere! Just don’t tell me he ran after that squirrel that splinters nuts on his window every day!”

“No, I’m not afraid the squirrel would have gotten tired of him a long time ago. I can’t find it. I thought he was somewhere near you, but daddy was there to see him and so my last hope was slowly extinguished…” I declared, remembering Riley.

Ben and Hugo and I discussed conspiracy theories about finding him and where he might be. I waved goodbye to them and then came back home. I folded my head in my hands and started crying.

Life without someone you are attached to is suddenly difficult without them. It will disappear before your eyes… and the memories of him will begin to blur with your tears like watercolors. That river of tears that you created out of immense sadness suddenly turns into a stormy waterfall that sweeps away all good memories and turns them into sad ones. You will only have one left, but you must not let it go downhill. She is the one who gives you even the slightest hope that the important being you care about somewhere else in the world is thinking of you, of exactly the same memory as has now run through your head. Riley is more than just a dog to me, more than just a being. I feel something like… Simply, when you are tied to someone by an unnameable bond, you cannot pronounce what it actually means to you. Tears were running down my face, but my last hope will not be swept away by a waterfall of tears. In my head, I created an image of a waterfall that tore down a small boat that trembles helplessly among sad memories. That strange boat is yellow in color and shows me a light – a bright memory that sails through a storm of dark and black-gray thoughts full of grief and sadness. Nothing will stop the boat. No obstacle. He carries himself as an astronaut in a weightless state. But something can stop her. It can either stop or help her. I imagine a sailor summoning her to himself with some incredible charm. The boat is a few meters from the mainland and also a few dangerous meters from the deadly waterfall that will crush it. I wonder where the vivid memory in the form of a boat will go? Will it turn into a dark stormy memory and perish among the rest? Or will he find his lost owner and collect all the gray memories and turn them into bright and bright ones?

Translated by artificial intelligence from original: Lujza Palffyova -Oči iba pre neho

Chapter 21: Cosmonaut

I was bored in the car. Emily gasped somewhere, and I first looked at the passers-by. This bored me, so I changed position and lay down on the back seat. This, too, bored me, so I looked out through the open window again. The minutes went by like clocks, and I was already hungry.

In it I smelled a beautiful smell. Then I saw the beauty. The van unloaded meat, meat, meat to the nearest store. I did not hesitate for a moment and jumped out through the window of the car to the van. It smelled amazing and I started to lick myself. When I hid around the corner of the van, a guy came in with a crest on his head and a leaky apron, but fortunately he didn’t see me. I hopped into the van and hid by the freezer with the meat, looked through the window to see if I could see Emily somewhere, but she hadn’t arrived yet, so I grabbed my baguettes from the empty front seat.

Yummy…

I began to smell the smells that were around, and everything suddenly came to my taste. And in that the door closed, and I almost let go out of fear. I put myself behind the freezer again and the driver started the car. I found even chicken wings in a small saucer, and within thirty seconds there were no more of them. The car was slowly passing through the parking lot, and I saw Emily running around and desperately calling. I wouldn’t be able to bark because a guy would throw me into a shelter for being a “nice” dog. I tried to connect with her thoughts, but she was far away and the car was already coming out of the parking lot.

Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall. I’ve tried many ways to get out and come and calm her down. It was too late. We walked out onto the highway and I saw it for the last time. I didn’t know where we were going or if I would be able to return. I regretted letting myself be seduced by the smell of amazing roast pork or chicken best meat, but Emily will never make up for it. I couldn’t sleep, so I just lay down and they peeked out the open window. An hour later, I noticed that we were going somewhere north. On the way, I saw a small green house that reminded me of my home in London. I wondered if I would ever come home… But nothing is impossible.

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After two hours, I declared that it was impossible to return home. We finally stopped and I saw the Solihull table. It is so far from London that even the end of the world now seems to me to be a better choice. I slipped into the sausage box, but I was so overeager that I looked at them and I felt sick of overeating. The box was large and with me tremendously heavy. The guy from the car wrote a song and it got on my nerves. When he finally dropped me to the ground and left for the other big boxes, I climbed outside and ran so that no one could see me.

I wandered the streets, feeling like I was in a labyrinth full of zombies. I’ve never been outside London before and that’s why all the people and all the dogs seemed a little different to me. I do not know what it was. I walked around and came across a small Chihuahua that had eyes like a chameleon (on both sides and unnaturally bulging). She barked like she was deprived of her senses, and then I finally got out of her that I was on William Shakespeare’s native street. It looked nice there except for an overly voluminous guy in a huge fur coat. For a while, I had the feeling that Hogwarts groom Rubeus Hagrid from Harry Potter had wandered here. He really resembled him to me. I walked and walked. I walked onto a really extremely colorful street, where I found a four-star hotel with a huge inscription: Hotel Indigo Stratford Upon Avon. As the receptionist walked in through the huge spinning door, I pushed myself onto the suitcase cart and he happily transported me to the fourth floor to the seventy-eighth room, where a little tasty little girl with dark hair was playing and her parents were just unpacking. The receptionist unloaded the suitcases and I ran into the bathroom. I was waiting for the family to leave and the little girl reminded me of Emily when she was five years old. She showed me photos two days after we met.

When the air was clean husband and wife went out for dinner I climbed into the closet and spent the night there. I was comfortable there. The warmth in the wardrobe pellet was replaced by a cold in the morning. When the family woke up, they drove somewhere in a shiny car right after breakfast.

I was fine at the hotel, but it’s time to make the long journey back home. I was at the bus station at ten o’clock when it rained terribly at that moment. I didn’t really care that it was raining. I need Emily and she needs me. After a while, I was soaked like a wet mouse. As I ran away, I wondered if it was better to go down the road or through the forest. I chose a forest. On the way, they could catch me and then slam the door straight away at the shelter. Already at the first branch, I tore my collar. I looked at it and raised my eyebrows mockingly. I don’t understand how I could have torn it into three parts. I didn’t have a minute to spare. I had to run and come to Emily as quickly as possible. The forest was endless and I also needed to sleep. It could have been around lunchtime when I settled under a fallen tree caught by two boulders and they so nicely formed a small cave. I slept for a maximum of an hour because I was woken up by the cold December sun. I got up and shook off the foliage in which I was lying.

I came to a small village where someone’s lunch smelled lovely. I crossed the road carefully and walked through the streets. Although it was lunchtime, the houses looked dark and scary. A village called Witney. I liked one pale green house at the very end of the main street, so I sat down under the window. The lovely lady unloaded hot breads pulled out of the oven on the front windowsill. The lady handed me one half, and I squatted with her under the canopy. I ate and went to ask for something else to drink. I scratched at the mountaineer’s door and he kicked me out as soon as he saw me – and even threw an old baganja at me. Ill-mannered one! It jerks me when even a fly lands on me and not for one old deranged freak to throw his stinking slippers at me. Sadly, I walked further along the forest. Let me finally be at home, at home, at home… I thought. I ran through the mountain, forest, meadow and grove. The endless journey was slowly running away and I couldn’t find the exit from the “maze” of trees. I’m scared and menacingly afraid of bears – even though I’ve never seen one. It is said that the bear does not live in England, but I think that the bear in the picture is also dangerous. Tina laughs at me for that. Well, how about I’m afraid of bears. While thinking, I wedged my front paw under a huge stone and blood began to flow. I couldn’t choose it from there, so I started barking and squeaking. However, no one heard me. I didn’t know if I would ever get out of there. It hurt, and I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to get to Emily again. I fainted from the pain, and my paw still hurt.

Chapter 20: Waterfall

Riley! Stop! ” I shouted, my head spinning as before.

Au. Why did we put the tunnel so hard? Emily what happened?” he complained and was completely unaware of what had happened to me.

“How do you get it…. How did you do it? “ I asked, still spinning like on a carousel.

“What am I like? Ah.”

What happened to me the other day happened to me. Riley showed me a picture of what she sees and what she thinks. Before my eyes, Teresa appeared as smooth both Scarlett and Hailey, Henry throwing a yellow ball into the distance, and Hugo always obediently brings it to him, and suddenly… darkness. I was all alone and Rivers ran to catch me because I felt like I had just poured myself alcohol. I sat down and kept holding Riley by the folded leather collar.

“That was…,” while I was searching for the right word, I stroked Riley’s head hair, “amazing!” I finished and the twins ran to me to see if there was a need to call an ambulance.

“No don’t worry. I just… I… My head was spinning,” I told them, and they kept wondering if I was really cool.

Now it got on my nerves because I wanted to know from Riley the details. I tapped my hands on my leg and kept thinking about that interesting picture.

When it was finally calm, I asked Riley, “Well? Can you explain how you came up with this?”

“I don’t know. It just came, and I was taken aback that you were taken aback that I had done something I didn’t know how I did.”

I didn’t know exactly the word I didn’t want to hear from him. The answer I don’t know is probably the worst in the world. So either yes or no.

Well. Now once again, and don’t speak like a chinese man. In English please and not Chinese.”

I laughed because I knew I wouldn’t get anything out of Riley anymore. I don’t know how he did it, but I want it to happen again. I would like to see Mike or my parents standing by me again, Vivien and her little sister, and especially my Riley. The rest of the training I thought about it, but I didn’t come up with anything extra. Teresa Scarlett taught jumping over a metal circle, and Stella taught Tina to catch a fresbee in a jump. I’ve walked the entire track more than five times with Riley. By understanding each other, we do it in a flash. Riley is learning and I’m trying to encourage him. He’s doing really great and I’m extremely glad he thought of it. After training, I pinned Riley to a new leash, and then Vivien and I walked to McDonald’s.

“Give me some more,” Riley thought, but Vivien ignored him.

“Hello miss? Can you hear me? “ trilled Riley, and then finally missed a piece of cucumber. He looked like Mike was eating a piece of onion, but he was glad that he had at least missed something. Vivien escorted us home, and in the evening Mike was still chasing Riley around the garden. Riley’s thoughts were loud, so I could hear him from the kitchen as well.

“Where do you get so much energy from? You do not and do not get tired. I’m already going to spit out my soul here!” he complained, and Mike kept running somewhere.

“Wait. I’m not the youngest anymore!” he said tiredly.

Then, through the closed window, I heard Mike bring a blowtorch and shake it in the middle of the garden.

“No hop, Rieleynko. “

“Firstly, I’m no Rieleynko, and secondly, I’ll never jump on this junk!”

After five minutes…

“That’s amazing! Mike! Add! Faster! “ he screamed in my thoughts, and I just shook my head in amusement.

I would never have thought that ever Riley would jump on the bandwagon. He enjoyed it and after pat l-hour he was already sleeping on a heated pellet in front of a heated fireplace. In the morning I dressed in a flowered shirt and blackch jeansin and put on red ballerinas. I grabbed my jacket, backpack, mobile phone, wallet and house keys. The house was already empty at eight o’clock, because Mike was leaving for school early today because they had an education in nature, mom and dad went to escort him to the bus. Riley and I went to Vivein and went to school together. Mondays are probably the worst of the whole week. On the way to school, I was churning out an apple, and Riley cleverly finished eating an apple.

“Gakujen,” he said with his mouth full, and there was almost nothing to understand.

While I was at school, he ran to Tina and Hailey’s dog playground a short distance from the school. At three o’clock we met my mother and went to arrange something at the bank. We left Riley in the car and he stuck his head through the open window. At the bank, we waited a long time, like in line for donuts in the city center, and by the time mom finally got her turn, almost half an hour passed. Mom was talking to a sunny woman in a red blouse who handed her a few extracts. “Other times I live in the bank for an hour, but today we did it all in thirty minutes. That’s a record, Emily,” my mother laughed, and I dreamily walked down the aisle to my car. When we arrived at the parking lot, my mother told me that Riley was not in the car.

Translated by artificial intelligence from original: Lujza Palffyova -Oči iba pre neho

Chapter 19: The game – Hide and seek